If you could be anywhere on planet Earth tomorrow to ring in the New Year, where would you be? We’ve already learned curmudgeonly JohnFN doesn’t like to celebrate the holiday, and would prefer to be in an empty newsroom, but for those of you who are not cynical agoraphobics, pick a spot!
Another cynical agoraphobic heard from.
Very funny, Lars! How about throwing a party for history’s most famous wall-flowers and recluses; Salinger, Harper Lee, Howard Hughes… It could be fun.
Honestly, you don’t want that. We’re kind of dangerous when we’re cornered.
Thomas Pynchon doing the countdown…
Houston, baby, just like the picture.
Good pick up, Uncle Kenny! It is, indeed, Houston.
Got a gal there waitin’ for me. At least she said she’d be.
Las Vegas, man!……Naw. Been here done that. One New Years in Vegas and it’s been done for a lifetime! I think I got burned out having to work 14 hours every New Year’s eve when at the MGM Grand. If anyone ever got drunk and stupid at the MGM, they’ve most likely met me!
Rufus…does your filter have a problem with my name change? Ever since I changed it, it seems like my comments go into “awaiting moderation.” Or is ~Mike!~ giving me a hard time?
Nevermind!
That’s the last straw!
Mine are getting caught up too, Fritz. It seems you and I always seem to do this together. It’s special.
Yes, it does, Tracy. But it happens so often, I’m way beyond the warm fuzzy it used to give me!
A South Pacific isle: Tahiti, Fuji, etc. Far enough removed from civilization to feel smug and exclusive, with more “comforts of home” than I’ve ever enjoyed.
I haven’t asked where Mrs. Formatis would like to be; I’m too busy packing.
Having a huge party with a big band playing all the great big band music. Glass of Crystal in one hand and my man at my side.
I like Stephanie’s idea…minus the her man part. Don’t worry he’s safe from me. I’ve always wanted a black tie fancy smancy party for New Years. Heck let’s go ahead and make it in Vienna.
Mrs. Firefly and I once hosted a black tie and gown New Year’s Eve party for our friends and it went exceedingly well. It was a great deal of fun! I thought 2/3 of the invitees would RSVP with, “What?! You expect me to get dressed up to come to your party? Either lighten up, and change the dress code to jeans, or cross me off the list.”
Instead we had about a 99% attendance rate and everyone had a blast! A few people came dressed casually, but most were dressed to the nines. I think the women appreciated a chance to air out some of their old, formal gowns. Most women collect more than a few of those in their careers as bridesmaids.
Wien? Yeah baby! OH HELL YEAH!
Inside the Gold Room at the Overlook Hotel.
If I knew I would survive I’d like to give Rio a try.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzXRZ2Fv1RY
Just as a reminder, Rufus!
Middle aged men and Rio equals bad karma!
The best choice at my disposal is usually the newsroom, but ideally I imagine Indian Rocks Beach, Florida with enough alcohol to keep me from knowing what year it actually is.
This year? Orlando, Citrus Bowl Stadium, 50 yard line.
Totally lame, I know, but I’d be where I am. I’ve got everyone/thing important to me, a warm place to live, so I’m good. I don’t like to travel (and it’s NOT because of the kids, I actually travel so they can see things, but if was for me, I’d never leave my house) and I don’t like crowds. I sound like Lars and John.
My good friend is at that game EP.